Canter U: Day 19 Friday

>2AM.

>Spike just got into bed...

>Mmgh... knocking on the door?

>What the hell's going on?

>You open the door.

>Box on the floor.

>It's not a dinosaur...

>The box has a pink sticky note on it...

>You investigate...

"W-what is that?"

>The pink sticky note reads.

"Time for a little bit of fun fun fun!"

~PP

>You open the box...

>Guns?

>A faint trace of music from outside...

"G-guns?"

>Aside from a few magazines, two pistols lie inside the box.

>You pick one up out of the box...

>Heavy... full metal... cold...

>This might be the real deal...

>You attempt to turn the lights on to get a better look.

>The lights aren't working...

>The power must be out!

>You hand a gun to your quivering roommate.

"Dude! You're dumb! These aren't real!"

>You can see his silhouette holding the magazine.

"This clip doesn't even have bullets in it!"

>Clip.

>>>/k/

>You pull the slide back on yours... and the familiar sound of every action movie you've ever watched occurs.

>You pull the trigger... and hear Spike yelp.

"MMMggggfff, Anon!"

>Not lethal, hurts slightly... must be an airsoft.

>Your phone vibrates... Spike's lights up through his pocket.

Pinkie: You are now all armed. The person next to you is the only person you can trust. The only person on your side.

>You offer Spike a very insecure fist.

Pinkie: Rules are simple. One hit kills. LAST ONE STANDING.

>Spike cowers back behind his desk.

"I-I don't know about this, dude..."

 

A. Defend your room.

B. Assault a guys room.

C. Go into the lobby.

D. Shoot Spike.

 

>You take cover behind your desk, gun trained on the door.

"A-anon?"

>You explain to Spike that it's probably a good idea for people to weed each other out.

>It'll make your job easier...

>And you don't know exactly how many people are in on this game...

>Some cynic is probably not even playing...

>Easy kill... but you're not gonna take the risk.

"Good idea, Anon... We'll be the last ones standing for sure!"

>You tell him to shhh.

>You hear a door get slammed... and footsteps.

>You two hide, as the footsteps get quieter.

>Gunshots down the hall.

>Vibration.

Pinkie: Shining Armor Eliminated.

>That could've been you.

>Spike yawns audibly.

Pinkie: Twilight Eliminated

"Anon... I'm tired... I wanna go to bed."

 

A. Hunt in your hall.

B. Take turns keeping watch.

C. Move out to the lobby.

D. Shoot Spike.

 

>You tell him the plan to take turns taking watch.

>15 minutes each.

>Spike goes to sleep, behind his desk.

>The room is small though... if someone walks in, he might not wake up in time.

>You keep watch on the door from behind your desk.

>Spike snores... and slouches...

>And he's exposed...

>Before you have a chance to wake him up, you hear your door open...

"Anoooooon.... it's Dashie...."

>You hide in the closet, keeping Spike in your line of sight.

"Aww... he's sleeping... we can't..."

"Augh... Fluttershy... do you want to lose?"

>You hear the triggerpull and Spike flips out in pain...

"Gotcha! Now where's Anon?"

"Dead people can't talk, so fuck you, Dash."

>Still a bit sour.

 

A. Shoot Rainbow

B. Shoot Fluttershy

C. Shoot Spike.

D. Shoot self.

E. Stay hidden.

 

"Don't get up, Spike... dead people can't move, either."

>You get the kill confirmed message from Pinkie...

>Dash heard your phone, but not you!

>You poke your gun out of the closet and put one right in Dash's ass... then one to her head.

"Augh! What the hell? That was two!"

>You tell her how bros come before bros and she broed your bro while your bro was sleeping.

>That's totally unbrolike.

>Fluttershy wheels around and points the gun at you, and closes her eyes and squeezes the trigger.

>She missed.

>Never shoot a gun with your eyes closed.

>Happened at Columbine

Ooooh, I feel really bad for making that joke.

>She shot first... so you pop Fluttershy in the arm.

>It'd kill you to see her cry.

>Because she'd attract everybody.

>She yelps a bit at the pain, but you put your hand over her mouth to silence her.

>Two vibrations from your pocket.

>The three corpses take a seat on the ground on your room.

>You take their ammo, and stock it up on you.

>It's just you, now... no Spike.

 

A. Go hunt in your hall.

B. Continue waiting.

C. Go into the lobby.

 

"Well... I'm dead... I'm going to bed then..."

>Spike crawls into his sheets. Clearly violating the rules... faggot.

>You take back your spot behind the cover of your desk.

"Dude, you're not gonna get anything done in here."

>Clowncunt, sware on me mum imma sock you

>You tell that bitch that dead people can't talk... or move.

>Which gives you a great idea.

>You walk over to her body, and run your hand up her thigh... and up her waist... and you plant a kiss on her neck.

>Fluttershy squeeks at the sight of your shadow, while Rainbow attempts to nuzzle into your kiss.

"A-anon~"

>You smirk and get back behind the desk.

>Vibration.

Pinkie: Applejack, Rarity, and Twilight eliminated.

>You put your pho-

>Vibration?

Pinkie: 4 remain.

 

A. Stay in your room.

B. Scout out the hall.

C. Set up camp near the lobby.

 

>Rainbow crawls next to you. Stupid bitch breakin da roolz.

"Heya Anon... Flutters is asleep... take her gun..."

>Sweet.

>She hands you her gun, and steals a kiss from you.

>She whispers in your ear.

"Didja miss me? Feels like its been a while..."

>She starts to rub your pants...

>Then moves up to your dick.

>Can't blame her. Your pajamas are pretty soft.

>And her hand plus your supersoft pajamas.

>U

>n

>f.

>You try to stay focused on the door though...

>And she's kissing it through your pajammies.

>And you cum... due to the Charmin Ultra quality of your fabrics.

>Ever jack off by wrapping your dick in Charmin Ultra? Fantastic.

"What's wrong, Anon? I get you off too soon?"

>You focus back up on the door with Dashie cuddling up against you behind the desk.

>Wonder what you get for winning?

 

A. Get it on with Rainbow Dash.

B. Go out into the hall.

C. Camp the entrance to the lobby.

 

>You get up from behind the desk.

"Anoooooon.... don't go~"

>You kiss her once before moving toward the door.

>Opening it slightly, you try to remember how they did it in Cawadoody

>Minimizing exposure and maximizing visual.

>You slice that pie, and put on your best Solid Snake...

>Slightly tilt your control stick.

>No... that's your dick.

>There we go... control stick.

>You're getting good at this sneak walking.

>And post up behind a small table... already set up as cover?

>Someone's been here...

>You guess that all the girls died in their hall... or at least in the lobby.

>From where you are, you can see Applejack lying down in the middle of the lobby.

>Dead.

>Well... not dead, but... "dead".

Whew, that woulda been a real twist, wouldn't it?

Remind me to add this to the list of spinoff rewrite chapters.

>Applejack and Pinkie Pie are roommates... right?

>You check your ammo and take a deep silent breath.

>Full mag, one in the chamber. Finger's itching.

 

A. Investigate the corpse.

B. Wait in your spot.

C. Go back into your hall

 

>Applejack and Pinkie Pie are roommates, right?

>And AJ died the same time Twilight and Rarity did...

>2 vs 2, 1 for 2 trade, with Pinkie as the victor...

>Pinkie could be nearby... not worth the risk.

>You zoop your head back down behind cover...

>From what you can see in the hall way... it's your only cover.

>From here to your room, you'd be completely exposed.

>You can hear whispering... coming from Applejack.

>Can't make it out though.

>You already made out once this chapter...

>Bad jokes 2013.

>Suddenly... you hear the BB's bouncing against the table you've hidden behind.

"I'm coming for you, Nonny! Heeeeeeeere's Pinkie!"

>Holy shit, she's gone full psycho...

>The rapping of plastic 6mms against wood is actually comically quiet.

>But the hail doesn't stop.

>Seems like she's shooting 3 guns at you.

>

>Ratatatatatata

>>>/vp/

>The sound's getting louder... she's getting closer.

>Definition of suppressing fire.

>Whoa, did one of those graze your hair?

>Calling hits are for faggot pussies.

 

A. Stay in cover.

B. Attempt to shoot her.

C. Retreat.

 

>From what you can see in the hall way... it's your only cover.

>From here to your room, you'd be completely exposed.

>And because you niggers don't read... you run out into the hallway, sprinting.

>Ratatatatata click!

>And you're shot in the back, right before you round the corner.

"Gotcha, Nonny! Last bullet!"

>You turn back and call your hit.

>Pinkie's smiling, holding two guns in her hands.

"Good night!"

>She reloads and walks down your hall, past you.

>You head back into your room.

>Fluttershy's asleep on the floor, Dashie on your bed.

>You join Dash on the bed, as your phone vibrates twice.

"GAME OVER!"

>Pinkie, you loud cunt.

>Dash cuddles into you, when she recognizes you're in bed with her.

 

>Morning already?

>You feel a shove on your shoulder.

"Aaaugh, Anon!"

>Rainbow's blushing.

"W-what are you doing in my bed?"

>She slowly recognizes that you're actually in her bed.

"Oh... d-don't get the wrong idea..."

>She skedaddles out.

>You get ready for class.

 

>Bio lecture hall.

>Applejack and Twilight are practically asleep in their seats...

>And you're feeling pretty tired yourself...

>Debuff time. Currently at 1 stack.

 

A. notes (if even)

B. Fluttershy

C. Sleep

 

>You yawn and turn to Fluttershy...

>Who coincidentally yawns...

>And I just yawned...

>Did you yawn?

"That was a scary game last night..."

>And you could've won it too...

>Pinkie doesn't have a bandana! No unlimited ammo for her.

"G-guns... are really scary to me..."

>Well... what about your guns?

"You carry a gun?"

>You palm your face and then flex your muscles.

>Deeez gunzzzz.

>Some kinda reaction happens or whatever

>TLDR it made something happen but you dont get to fuck her yet.

 

>Class ends as your science clan walk out of the lecture hall.

>Vibration.

Pinkie: We're leaving today at 5! Should be at the camp grounds by 6!

>Oh yeah. You've got weekend plans.

 

>Chemistry class.

>You're tired.

>Fluttershy, Applejack and Twilight get their papers ready.

>I yawned again... everybody else yawn.

 

A. notosu (if last two digits divisible by 3)

B. Furattashai

C. Appurujaku

D. Twiraito

E. Sureepu

 

>You yawn and put your pencil down and talk to Applejack.

"Ah knew Pinkie woulda got you. Yer such a sucker, sugarcube..."

>What exactly was the reason you guys did that last night?

"Hmm, now that ya mention it? Ah have no ahdea..."

>Well... that settles that.

"Y'all excited for the campin' trip?"

>You nod and tell her how you're expecting it to be all sorts of fun.

"Whaddya mean by that, Anon?"

>Nothing really...

>Note to self. Get to lab soon.

>Your phone vibrates.

Celestia: I'm not feeling like working today... so... I'm not coming in in the afternoon.

>That works.

>Vibration.

Celestia: Hell, I don't even wanna teach class today. :P

>Oh, Celestia.

 

>12 PM.

A. Lunch

B. Lab

C. Library

 

>Food.

>Sushi isn't really all that great.

>And it's ultra expensive.

>So you get a burger and fries.

>I could really go for that right now.

>But... I won't because writing has oddly taken priority in my life.

>Science gang says they're falling behind and will get lunch later.

>You're gonna need to study too, eventually.

>You've been slacking.

>Concerned text to Celestia.

Celestia: Thanks Anon... I'll try to pull through. :)

>Invites to Unknown and Vinyl.

Vinyl: I'm actually on my way there with Tavi!

No response from unknown.

>You see girl in a white shirt, girl in a white coat, girl in a gray sweater, and girl in a light blue shirt.

>FOUR GIRLS.

>You all get your food and sit down.

 

A. Music Bunch

B. Health Bunch

C. Brady Bunch

D. Brunch.

 

>You start telling the story...

>Of a lovely lady.

"Me?"

>Fuck off, Vinyl.

>She was bringing up three very lovely girls.

>All of them had hair of gold, like their mother,

>The youngest one in curls.

>And they were all kinda cute or whatever... but you never got to bang any of them.

>And... also considering they have 6 nonrelated children, 3 of each sex, and each around the same age

>Why the fuck don't they all just have sex?

>You choke a bit on your fries.

>Mmghh... needs a bit of ketchup.

>Speaking of ketchup... you sheimu famiry.

>What's studying?

 

>Chem lab goes by without a hitch.

>Celestia lazily explained everything, and Applejack actually pulled her weight today.

>You've 2 hours before you gotta leave.

 

A. Dorms

B. Lab

C. Library.

 

>Fucking a freshman as a grad student is really bad to have on one's conscience.

>Let alone, twice.

>Celestia would never let you make the love juice ever again...

>Well, at least, not without her.

>Good thing she's asleep at her desk.

>You head out to the lab and don all your safety shit.

>You don't wanna have to jack off in the middle of lab.

>Crack crack crack the eggs into the bowl.

>M I X M X X I X M

>Attempting to recreate what Celestia did, you see your liquid turn a hot pink.

>Sweet... you got it... you think.

>You cap the vial tightly and put it into your pocket.

 

>Back at the dorms you're packing up your stuff.

>You bring along a bit of your notes, just to review.

>Spike's hesitant on bringing his laptop.

>You're gonna be there until Sunday morning...

 

"Alright, is everybody ready?"

>Two cars, 10 people. 10 bags.

>Spike and you are the last ones to show up.

"I can sit anywhere, dude... it's cool."

>So bro.

 

A. Car one: Twilight, Rarity, Octavia, Fluttershy

B. Car two: Rainbow, Applejack, Vinyl, Pinkie

 

"Ah'll take the wheel. Ah'm bein' honest. Ah don't trust any of y'all with drivin'... well, maybe you, Anon."

>Nope. Driving's not cool.

>Vinyl runs to the car.

"Shotgun!"

>You duck down out of fear.

>Oh... she wanted the front seat.

>Putting your luggage in the back, you go to the back right door.

>You take the back right. Pinkie scoots in next to you, and Rainbow takes the left forcing you into the bitch seat.

>Discomfort begin.

>Applejack starts the car and Vinyl puts on some music from her iPod.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI2b7qXUlnE

>She's nodding her head to the beat.

>Pinkie's bouncing excitedly next to you.

>Rainbow's leaning on you casually.

>And Applejack... looks... irked.

"D'you mind if we change the station? Ah'm feelin' in a country mood right now..."

>Vinyl sighs and relinquishes control.

>Oh... you actually know this song.

 

A. Sing along.

B. Rainbow

C. Pinkie

D. Vinyl

E. Apple

F. Sleep/Wait

 

>You wrap your arm around Dash's shoulder and lean into her.

"Uh... Anon? What are you doing?"

>She was leaning into you so... you figured... why not?

"B-baka..."

>She leans into you again.

"What about me?"

>You get Pinkie in the love club.

>One girl on each arm.

>Damn, you're a pimp.

>Vinyl and AJ take turns playing music.

>Genres changing is pretty unnerving.

>Before heading too far out of the city, you stop by and pick up the essentials.

>Beef jerky, a bunch of miscellaneous food stuffs, firewood, a lighter.

>Smores materials and all sorts of fun.

>You'd imagine Pinkie Pie has even more in her bag.

 

>On the road again. You can't wait to get on the road again.

>Going places that youve never been. Seeing things that you may never see again.

>Like a band of gypsies, you go down the highway.

>The best of friends insist that the world keeps spinning your way.

"Ah just love me some Willie Nelson..."

>Dash's getting comfy with you... and Vinyl's sitting in the back seat now.

 

A. Aphrodisiac (x3)

B. Rainbow

C. Pinkie

D. Vinyl

E. Apple

F. Sleep/Wait

G. Other car.

 

>Why exactly is Vinyl in the back seat?

"Pinkie Pie said she wanted to be the navigator, so I kinda lost my shotgun rights."

>Dash slowly breathes, she's fallen asleep on you.

Writing Dash fall asleep is making me fall asleep...

>You're pretty sure she's using your fat as a pillow.

>Your arm is stuck wrapped around her... unless you wanna be a prick and wake her up.

"Man, I'm so excited! I haven't been on a camping trip with this many people before!"

>You doubt she's done anything with this many people.

>You start to regale her with a tale of a tale where you chased some tail into the forest.

>about the hunt for the superb owl, with your burr.

 

"We're here!"

>Dash wakes up slowly and gets out of your arm.

>Pinkie bounces excitedly.

>The second car pulls up minutes later and you help them unpack.

>You arrive at the campgrounds, and you start pitching a tent.

>After you calm your boner down, you start setting up camp.

>Your tents are big enough for two...

>And everyone agrees to go with the roommate dorm layout.

>Boring...

 

>Later that night, you 10 are gathered round a campfire.

>You sing a campfire song.

>Your C A M P F I R E S O N G song.

>And you can't sing it faster.

>Because you have a speech impediment.

>Pinkie's roasting some marshmallows as AJ stirs the fire.

>Turns out... Rarity and Octavia both went to the same high school. A girls private school of the arts.

>Rainbow, Vinyl and Spike are playing some kind of game.

>Twilight is watching Fluttershy watch animals.

 

A. Aphrodisiac (full dose)

B. Smores

C. Rarity and Octavia

D. Games

E. Animals

F. Go to Bed

 

"Oh... hello Anon."

"Take a seat, Darling..."

>You nom on a graham cracker as Octavia goes on.

"Anyway... I cannot believe Vinyl made me go on this trip!"

"Me neither... I'm not very fond of camping... being outside in this dirt... and this weather! It's frigid."

>So they're from the same high school?

"Yes, actually... I knew Octavia looked familiar."

"And I couldn't possibly forget Rarity's hair."

>Compliment or...

"Why thank you, darling..."

>You take a sip of water to wash down the graham cracker and a gust of wind blows...

>Cold...

>Rarity and Octavia are shivering...

>And the wind might blow again...

 

A. Open the Aphro-vial.

B. Offer your hoodie to Rarity

C. Offer your hoodie to Octavia

D. Fuck that, keep your hoodie.

E. Go somewhere else.

 

>You open up the vial... and the wind blows simultaneously...

>You cap it as soon as possible.

>Your vial has become a less saturated pink.

>Volatility, huh?

>Hopefully no residual made it anywhere.

>You're feeling a bit tingly...

>You see Rarity gain some color... and shift in her seat.

"Whew... I'm feeling flush..."

"This weather isn't that bad..."

>You scoot closer... and look Octavia in the eye.

>She has a warm smile on and a cool stare into yours...

>You lean forward.

>Octavia meets you with eager lips, kisses you once, and pulls away.

"Whew... what am I doing?"

"Yes, darling... what are you doing?"

>Rarity stands up and approaches you, sitting on your lap and kisses you on the lips.

"Isn't he a great kisser, Octavia?"

>Octavia samples the goods... then kisses Rarity lightly.

>DOUBLE FUCKING NICE

>Whatever left of your sanity, you manage to realize that... this isn't like Celestia and you...

>This must be a light dose...

>Rarity's bent over above you...

>Lady in the street, but a freak in the sheets... well...

>At least tonight.

>And her mouth is on your dick. Woo! Isn't that awesome?

"Mmm, Anon... so hard."

>Octavia's continuously making out with you, and you see her lightly diddling her didgeridoo.

>You see a light sheen on her fingers.

>Oh yeah... that's right... you're all naked.

>Octavia takes a break from kissing you and moves to play with Rarity a tad.

>The skilled fingers of a cellist makes Rarity squirm and moan...

>The vibrations echo through Rarity's lips onto your nerve endings... running up and down your spine...

>Your brain rushes with endorphins.

>Endorphins... like... Japanese dolphins.

>Octavia nudges Rarity over to the side... and she sits onto your dick.

>As she sinks down on it, you see her bite her lip and close her eyes.

>Her usually tame black hair has become a hot mess.

"Anonymous... this feels amazing~"

>Taking the full length, Octavia places her hand on your chest and begins to slowly grind into you, the side of her thighs grazing your obliques.

>I just want some toned obliques... ;_;

>Rarity's biting her lip, as she watches her high school classmate steal what was once hers.

>Rarity begins furiously making out with you, tongue and all, as you get a great hand full of ass cheeks.

>Two different cheeks that don't belong to the same person.

>You try to convince Octavia that Rarity should have a turn riding Anon Mountain.

"But I don't want to stop!"

>Ain't no generosity here. Rarity shoves that bitch off and begins riding you instead.

>Rarity feels a tad looser than Octavia... but maybe... you just got smaller?

>Fuck midnight logic.

>Octavia sits down on your face.

>And you start kissing and licking away.

>And I let her do that?

>Aphro's potent.

>At least it wasn't Rarity.

>Her booty woulda crushed you.

>Octavia's a little lighter... despite the whole cellist thing.

>Rarity uses Octavia as a balance as she bounces, moaning as her walls sliding against your member.

>You feel the moisture accumulating on your mouth, and on your crotch...

"Mmmgh, Anon!"

>Octavia's first to go...

>And Rarity a quick second... and you managed to avoid paying child support

 

"A-anonymous...? What did we just...? Rarity..."

>Octavia's out of breath... and Rarity's just barely recovering.

"We... did. But no one has to know...how amazing that was... ohhhh what am I saying? That was not a ladylike thing to do."

>Octavia composes herself.

"It really was great, Anonymous..."

>She gets dressed and sneaks out of the tent.

>Rarity lets you spoon, but she's got a pout on her face.

"Anonymous... why do you keep doing this to me, darling?"

>She turns around, showing that pout, and kisses you good night.

 

End day 19

Day 19 Summary

Pinkie Rapport up!

Dash Rapport up!

Fucked Octavia

Fucked Rarity

Still behind in class.